After Liu Jiannan and others left, Qin Lang led Wang Dalu to a guest room and told Wang Dalu not to move around. Then he walked towards the room of his master Du Chun.
Before Qin Lang knocked on the door, the door in front of him opened and the voice of his master Du Chun rang out.
"Come in."
Qin Lang walked up to Du Chun and said respectfully.
"Master, it was all because of the disciple's carelessness that he fell into that man's trap today. If the disciple sees that keeping him will be a disaster sooner or later, it is better to kill him with the help of Liu Jiannan."
"Confused! Could it be that all these years of teaching as a teacher have only allowed you to understand this?"
When Qin Lang saw that his master was angry, he knelt on the ground and kept talking.
"Master, please calm down. Master, please calm down. It's just the disciple who was confused for a moment..."
Du Chun looked at his beloved disciple, not to be too harsh, and softened his tone.
"Get up. Remember, if you want to achieve greatness, you can't be swayed by temporary anger. Your business is only secondary, and working hard to improve your cultivation is the most important. Do you know that?"
"Yes, this disciple must remember the master's teachings!"
"Well, he will return to the sect tomorrow. Even if he wants to make some small moves, it will be in vain."
At the end of the hour on the second day, the sun was already rising.
Before Du Chun, Qin Lang, and Wang Dalu left, Liu Jiannan showed up at the inn to say goodbye to a few people, and said that he and Lu Guang would go to Daochi Sect to visit Wang Dalu when they had time.
Liu Jiannan was not stupid. He could see that Wang Dalu was forced to go to Daochi Sect by Du Chun and his apprentice. He didn't know the reason why.
Of course, this was exactly what he wanted to figure out.
In the past two hundred years, within the Daochi Sect, as the previous sect leader Yu Cang passed the throne to his second disciple Ran Yu who took over the Daochi Sect, the prestige of the Daochi Sect has become stronger and stronger.
Ran Yu is a person who is smooth and fair in dealing with things, has a wide range of contacts, and is good at making friends with the surrounding Taoists. He has also decided to hold a gathering of cultivators in Mangdang Mountain once every ten years.
More importantly, a court spy reported that Grand Duke Hongxing had secretly sent people to contact the Daochi Sect, which was enough to arouse the vigilance and fear of Duke Wu Zong.
This time it was also because Qin Lang was very disparaging about Wu Zong's dynasty. As a noble son of the dynasty, of course he had to stand up and save face for the dynasty.
Unexpectedly, he bumped into Wang Dalu's incident.
A supreme elder of the Dao Chi Sect personally captured Wang Dalu, which is enough to illustrate Wang Dalu's special status.
And because Wang Dalu was acquainted with Lu Guang, the legitimate son of Marquis Lu Yang, Liu Jiannan felt that Wang Dalu was very likely to belong to their camp.
Liu Jiannan's grandfather was a marquis of the current dynasty, so he knew that the current situation in the Eastern Wilderness Continent was ups and downs and dark waves were turbulent.
Grand Duke Wu Zong had clearly rejected Grand Duke Hongxing's attempt to win over him. Forming an alliance with the Hongxing Duke was tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger.
Therefore, the Wu Zonggong Dynasty had already made preparations and formed an alliance with the surrounding Luyang Hou Dynasty to jointly resist the huge power of Hongxing Grand Duke.
Liu Jiannan had sent people along the way last night to inquire about Wang Dalu's news and wrote a letter to inform Lu Guang, who was in the territory of the Luyang Hou Dynasty, of what he had seen here and was waiting for Lu Guang's reply.
Wang Dalu knew the meaning of Liu Jiannan's words, waved his hand to him as a farewell, and disappeared into the sky into a rainbow wrapped in a layer of purple energy.
Liu Jiannan looked at the faint purple mark that remained in the sky, anger suddenly rose in his eyes, and he whispered something that others could not hear clearly.
"If you fly without authorization in our city, you should be killed!"
Wu Zonggong's dynasty issued a strict order that foreign monks were not allowed to use the art of flying without authorization in the sky above the city, otherwise they would be killed without mercy.
The purple light that rises and transforms into an infinite and instantaneous movement is far more powerful than Wang Dalu's flying with his own sword.
All you can see are green mountains, criss-crossing ravines, and ancient white cloud forests at your feet.
After walking for about half an hour, the mountains under our feet kept changing, until we stopped in front of the highest mountain peak.
A token appeared in Du Chun's hand. Judging from the energy fluctuations on it, Wang Dalu knew that this token could be used to enter the Dao Chi Sect's defensive formation.
The person holding the token can travel unimpeded like the three of them without being blocked by the formation.
However, this kind of precious token is generally only in the hands of the elders in the sect. For example, the token of the Chaos Family that Old Turtle gave him is actually the elder token that Old Turtle holds in the Chaos Family. With it, you can enter
Within the sect of the Chaos Family.
Only after entering the Daochi Sect did I see the true appearance of Mount Lu inside.
Looking at the colorful rainbows in the sky, the carved beams and painted waterside pavilions under his feet, the chirping of cranes and orioles, and the mismatched silhouettes of people on the ground, Wang Dalu admired in his heart.
"This is the grand scene that the Xianjia sect should have."
Du Chun told Qin Lang a few words, then turned into purple mist and flew towards the peak ahead.
Qin Lang landed in a courtyard with Wang Dalu's sword.
The courtyard was busy with people coming in and out, but those disciples who were in a hurry greeted Qin Lang warmly when they saw him, and they kept complimenting him.
"Uncle Qin."
Qin Lang looked like he was extremely useful. He didn't forget to look up at Wang Dalu along the way, and the look of pride on his face became even stronger.
When the two of them came to the door of a hall with the word "General Affairs Pavilion" on the plaque, a short and fat middle-aged man quickly walked out of it, bowed his head and bowed to Qin Lang, and said with a smile.
"Hey, it was the fragrant wind that alerted Uncle Qin. If you have anything to do, just send a message and we will handle it for you conscientiously."
Qin Lang smiled.
"Okay, Fatty Li, don't be so smooth-talking all day long. I came here today to ask you to settle him down in person."
The middle-aged man called Fatty Li by Qin Lang was named Li Dai. He was good at flattering and flattering, so he was lucky enough to be chosen by a big shot in the sect, and he was allowed to manage the General Affairs Hall. He was very rich, and he often got married to big shots in the sect.
Good karma can be described as a double happiness.
The Qin Lang in front of him is a big shot in Dai Li's eyes, but a very important big shot.
Although Qin Lang is young and his cultivation can only be said to be above average in the sect, there is a great monk standing behind him.
There are only three great monks in the Mayfly realm of Dao Chi Sect.
They are the Supreme Elder Yuntian who is in the third-level realm of Mayfly, Yu Cang, the former head of the second-level realm of Mayfly, and Du Chun, Qin Lang’s master who is in the first-level realm of Mayfly.
Li Dai could tell at a glance that Wang Dalu was quite extraordinary. He thought he was Du Chun, the Supreme Elder's new disciple. He was cautious and fearful of offending Wang Dalu, so he patted his thick chest and said to Wang Dalu.
"I don't know how to call this young master. If you have any requests, just say them. As long as I, Fatty Li, can do anything, I will definitely do it."
Before Wang Dalu could speak, Qin Lang snorted coldly.
"Young master, he is just a prisoner. He will stay in our Daochi Sect, and we will only let him leave this place when his family comes to pick him up."
As soon as Li Dai heard Qin Lang's words, he nodded and bowed and smiled at Qin Lang, but when facing Wang Dalu, he put on a sharp and mean face and said angrily.
"It turns out that you are a person waiting for sin. Huh! I wonder how you don't have the slightest bit of Lingyun spirit like Master Qin in you."
After saying that, Dai Li called behind him again.
"Xiaoxiazi will take him to register. As for his residence, he will be assigned to the outer door miscellaneous room."
"Hey, Uncle Qin, are you satisfied with my arrangement?"
Qin Lang hummed expressionlessly, threw a few low-grade wild crystals to Dai Li and gave instructions.
"The rest will be left to you. Remember to always send someone to guard the place and report it every half month. If something goes wrong, you are the only one to ask."
Li Dai watched Qin Lang leaving with his sword in a dashing way, put away the smile on his face, knocked a few low-grade wild crystals in his hand, and spat in a low voice.
"Really stingy."
He looked up and saw Wang Dalu staring at him. He was stunned for a moment and said sternly.
"What are you looking at! Xiao Xiazi, why don't you take him to register and get out of here? It's really unlucky. What the hell is this?"
As Wang Dalu saw, Xiao Xiazi, who was being called around by Li Dai, was 16 or 17 years old and had a thin frame. He was just a martial arts practitioner and not a monk.
Xiao Xiazi did not look evil at Wang Dalu like Li Dai, but still looked as normal.
He led Wang Dalu out of the courtyard and walked along the bluestone path at the back toward the back mountain.
The two came to a three-way intersection, and upon asking, Wang Dalu found out that these three roads all lead to the residence of the disciples of the sect, but they are divided into different levels of status, wealth and wealth.
The place in the middle leading to the core disciples' residence is basically a room per person.
The one on the right leads to the living quarters for inner disciples, ranging from two to four people per room.
The road on the left is the road they are going to take. It is where all the outer disciples of this sect live.
And that's not to mention, Wang Dalu's residence is in a dilapidated corner of the building complex where the outer sect disciples live. It is specially reserved for the outer sect servant disciples, who have the lowest status in the sect.
Xiao Xiazi took Wang Dalu to a row of outer walls that were already in dilapidated condition. The color of the once-painted courtyard gate was no longer discernible. Looking at the rows of houses opposite where the outer sect disciples lived, although they were also somewhat dilapidated, the courtyard gates were still in disrepair.
The red paint has not completely lost its color and is half red but not new.